“Today, my fellow Armenians, we almost celebrate the almost 70th anniversary of the American landings in North Africa which broke the German-Arab hold on the nations of Egypt and Palestine, and made America’s victory, two years later, over Japanese controlled Red China and Tibet, the beginning of the end of the beginning again once and almost for all.

I’m here today, wherever it is, to say to you that, had it been for those brave Americans who joined the National Guards in 1942 to march across the endless frozen and bitter cold wastelands of those North African deserts to insert our flag inside the Suez Canal, we’d be at the mercy of the Japanese oil barons who still taboo atomic power after the accidents, in 1945 and 1946, at their nuclear power plants in Hiroshima, Nagasaki, and Bikinis.

Today, we see again in North Africa, a conflict enfluxing the world in more nonstableness and disability, and blocking the establishment of a free democratic and kosher Jewish state in Iraq.  Those Americans who fought under our great general, Ernie Rommel, would remember that, had it been for them, Hitler, Stalin and Fellini would have taken over the entire automotive industry in the Middle East, forcing us to buy itty-bitty cars made in Japan by itty-bitty Japanese eating itty-bitty fish heads.

So leave us always to remember history, because, if we don’t, someone else will remember where we left it when we forgot it.  And that someone will probably be a Jap.  

Today, as our troops gather in Afghanistan for the long awaited penetration of the Japanese mainland, I want us to offer prayers for victory over a people who crash their planes discrimatorically and terroristically into the fabric of the heritage that our Found Fathers wrote in blood on their hands at Gettysburg.  Had it been for our Founded Fathers, I don’t know how we could have stopped the Japanese from making the fish head, as opposite the bald egret, our National Anthem.  And making us play banzai instead of baseball.

We are a nation united by an uncommon and yet untoward history of resisting the aggression of those who would seek to make us think every other way.  And, as you all know over there and out here, we have not yet begun to think.  

So, think about it, today, on this Day Of Infamy, June 6, 2011.  As another great general of ours, Bob Hope, once said: ‘Thanks for the memories,’ because without memories there can only be peace, and that’s not what we’re fighting for.

As I tour this Nation Under God, I promise to take my own memory in hand to think of things unthought of and to speak of things unheard of, so that all of you can be free to remember what I said and left unsaid, and know that you’re not thinking about remembering any where near as much as me or as much as you think you remember you are thinking you were, and to thank God you live in a nation where there will always be great Americans to help do your thinking for you.  I think.

There are those that would make fun of our history and our remembering of it and our thinking of it, but they will never forget nearly any where near what we have forgotten that I can remember to think of.  So don’t let them think we don’t know what they’re thinking, lest we find ourselves living under the Swastika of Japan, driving itty-bitty cars to fast fish head restaurants all over the hollow ground where our Funded Fathers found the handwriting on the wall and sent men on horseback to gather the arms of the hands in was written on forever in gory.

Thank you.  God Bless The USA!  And Remember The Alamo!–I love that team!”

Peter Buknatski

Montpelier, Vt.